HE CLOSED HIS EYES

HE CLOSED HIS EYES

In the dark of night when the noise and trouble were alive,

He heard cries from the violence, he closed his eyes.

Flashing lights, gunshots lived in the only surroundings he knew,

What did he do, he closed his eyes to a tomorrow that would be new.

His name is Michael, from a bad place not pretty, a life had not a chance,

How did he make it out of there, He closed his eyes to the ugly side of life.

He closed his eyes to what made his mother cry, he would survive,

From a life filled with nothing to a professional football player in time.

Keith Garrett

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